Something has done to me. waking up in agony of pain. A tattoo mark of a dark shadow of wings of a horse circling around my arms. Of my corpse body is interfering the changes. I felt my back growing a set of wings like a moth. I don't know what it is happening to me. I felt everything dark and emptiness within me. It has chosen me to be its vessel. It corrupts my bones to feel my desires. Burning a hole in my heart. Can tear everything apart. It will remain the same. Cold has ice of steel all over around me. I don't want this. Hearing voices of despair. A dark wild horse appears. I felt its holy presence near me. overwhelmed his blackness of hair and his touch of life breathing from my hands. My hand touch his head and then he nods his head